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Who: Eleanor Lamb and Raven Darkholme
What: Eleanor and Raven talking!
When: Uh...sometime in the last...week? During the day.
Where: Outside Mutanthaus!
Warnings: Nothing? Probably, anyway.
Eleanor was perched on a bench just outside of her new 'home', dressed in a long, swishy black skirt and a light purple blouse, her diving suit helmet resting upside-down on her lap as she fiddled with the little recorder inside of it. She'd been staying there for a week or so now, but she had been pretty much keeping to herself, not quite certain she was really able to deal with people after her little Eleanor of the Jungle episode.
She hadn't accepted the offer at first...she'd said she'd think about it, and then she had gathered up her things and gone back to her home in Zone 10. But after a few hours of being there, surrounded by things that reminded her of Jack and Cindy, she'd packed up a little bag of her stuff and turned up at Charles's doorstep.
In a diving suit, which had probably been rather memorable.
But then she'd stayed in her room until this morning, other than sneaking out from time to time, but she'd suddenly felt an urge to just...sit outside, hence why she was perched there, tinkering.
What: Eleanor and Raven talking!
When: Uh...sometime in the last...week? During the day.
Where: Outside Mutanthaus!
Warnings: Nothing? Probably, anyway.
Eleanor was perched on a bench just outside of her new 'home', dressed in a long, swishy black skirt and a light purple blouse, her diving suit helmet resting upside-down on her lap as she fiddled with the little recorder inside of it. She'd been staying there for a week or so now, but she had been pretty much keeping to herself, not quite certain she was really able to deal with people after her little Eleanor of the Jungle episode.
She hadn't accepted the offer at first...she'd said she'd think about it, and then she had gathered up her things and gone back to her home in Zone 10. But after a few hours of being there, surrounded by things that reminded her of Jack and Cindy, she'd packed up a little bag of her stuff and turned up at Charles's doorstep.
In a diving suit, which had probably been rather memorable.
But then she'd stayed in her room until this morning, other than sneaking out from time to time, but she'd suddenly felt an urge to just...sit outside, hence why she was perched there, tinkering.